My blood pumped so loudly I could hardly hear myself speak. “How to coax the mouth open with my tongue.” All the things I’d felt before intensified as though they were put in a pressure cooker. Even the slightest change—the slightest hitch of her breath or brush of her chest into mine—created an exponential response in my body. “How the tongues would interact. Where mine should stroke and explore,” I went on, my voice completely hoarse. “The sounds you would make to indicate your pleasure.” A soft moan escaped her mouth, and a quake ran through my entire body.
